Moby snapped back into reality and slowly let go of Alex's head, a river of sweat flowing down his face as he backed off with unsteady legs, his breathing all of a sudden becoming far more sporadic and abnormal, the piercing pain in his heart growing even further, his head throbbing with a heavy migraine from the immense amount of information he took in in such a short amount of time.
As he backed off, his shaky eyes instinctively fell underneath his feet…
He was greeted by the now even more familiar scene of Alex's previously awake yet now numb unconscious body, the look of pure despair on his face that was completely red due to his earlier teary eyes, his exposed flesh that was caused from when he was slapped beginning to regenerate, now no longer showing his broken teeth through the hole in his cheek.
